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Love is so beautiful When everything is fineBut when it is like hers and mineAnd lives and dies at least ten thousand times.

Tell me something bad about TulsaHow those old oil wells smell in the windTell me something bad about TulsaSo I won't have to go back, believing I belong there again.

Eyes as blue as Tulsa skiesI kept getting lost in when I met herHair like Oklahoma sandI could run my hands through foreverBut all good things must endAll rivers have to bendI keep running But she keeps pulling me back in.

Tell me something bad about TulsaHow those old oil wells smell in the windTell me something bad about TulsaSo I won't have to go back, believing I belong there again.

Tell me something bad about TulsaSo I won't have to go back, believing I belong there again...